–Well, I'm on my way, to the city lightsTo a pretty face that shines her light on the city nightsAnd I gotta catch a noon trainGotta be there on timeOh, it feels so good to know she waits at the end of the line

Swee-ee-eet, sweet city womanI can see your face, I can hear your voice, I can almost touch youSwee-ee-eet, sweet city womanOh, my banjo and me, we got a feel for singin', yeah, yeah,

Like a country mornin', all snuggled in dewAh she's got a way to make a man feel shiny and newAnd she sing in the evenin', ole familiar tunesAnd she feeds me love and tenderness and macaroons

Swee-ee-eet, sweet city womanI can see your face, I can hear your voice, I can almost touch youSwee-ee-eet, sweet city womanOh, my banjo and me, we got a feel for singin'(Instrumental break)Da da da da da da …